After getting a kick, Ji De Rong finally woke up. His eyes snapped open, yet was still a little confused. However, he immediately realized that something was off, and shouted loudly all of a sudden, "You brat, aren't you going to quickly let go of your Grandpa Ji?! Let us have a grand battle of three hundred rounds!"
"A defeated opponent still dares to speak bold words?" Ling Han gave him another kick.
"Ah pei, that's because your Grandpa Ji was too careless. Otherwise, a brat in the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier like you... Grandpa Ji would be able to crush you with one hand behind my back!" Yet Ji De Rong continued to swear with absolutely no intention of admitting his defeat.
Ling Han did not pay any further attention to him, but instead turned towards Shui Gu Cheng and said, "You come over here and allow me to give you a good thrashing, then I'll bring you back to work as a waiter in my restaurant!"